SEX TAPE (Or My Response to Our Morbidly Underdeveloped Sex Education)




The Sex Positive hip hop album you didn't know you were waiting for.

Like many revolutionary acts, it started with a ridiculous idea. See More’s brother, producer Nye, made a folder full of beats sampling 1970’s pornos and suggested that See More write dirty sex raps over them.

And with that, See More Perspective, best known for his upbeat, positive, politically-and-culturally-conscious classicist hip hop, knew what he had to do.

Mixing the offbeat irreverence of the original concept with his own progressive, inclusive, sex-positive philosophy, See More crafted a subversive concept album that is equal parts funky, funny and feminist, tackling serious issues and concepts like consent, safe sex, and objectification with a sharp wit, unrelenting humanity, and one of the most agile tongues in the Twin Cities hip hop scene… so to speak.

SEX TAPE also features sex educators and activists like Alicia Steele and Kaoz shedding light on the issues, blending seamlessly into the 20 minute flow of boom bap instrumentals (provided by Nye), scratches (provided by Ganzobean), and See More himself-- still one of the most insightful, underrated, and unique voices in indie hip hop.

The album’s dedication is telling: “This is dedicated to my niece and everyone who finds sex in the media at a young age without any parallel education.” SEX TAPE would be a unique accomplishment even if it were nothing more than a sex-positive rap project, but it ends up being much more than the sum of its parts. This is about how art can integrate education and entertainment, how hip hop can be a space to open ourselves up and have real conversations about real issues, and how we can understand sex --and love-- in ways that acknowledge and celebrate our humanity, both individually and collectively.


released June 16, 2015

Beats Produced by Nye
Scratches by Ganzobean
Artwork by Kahlil Brewington
Mastered at Lo/Ro Sound, Chicago
Written, performed, recorded and mixed by SEE MORE PERSPECTIVE
Guests appear courtesy of they own life decisions

This is dedicated to my niece and everyone who finds sex in the media at a young age without any parallel education.

Special Thanks to: Sarah Napoli-Rangel, Aquil Charlton, Kahlil Brewington, Justin Dawson and Guante for helping me make sense of this concept. To Alicia Steele and Kaoz for being such thoughtful and gracious guest speakers. To Daniel Rangel, who pushed me with a concept that challenged me to SEE MORE PERSPECTIVE.


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Twin Cities Native, Chicago transplant, Lyricist, Poet, Award Winning Producer, all around artist and one hell of a cook. SEE MORE's style is clever, soulful and funky. Speaking on subjects from Ancient pyramids and Hip Hop history to Dia de Los Muertos and Intergalactic Robot love stories, SEE MORE PERSPECTIVE leaves the listener with something to think about, over over lush musical soundscapes. ... more

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Track Name: Introduction
Tadow! See More than you want now
Flow exposed know no bounds of a dope style
Give ya what ya want what ya need when it compound
See on grand scope and let it go wild
Many colors many views you can know now
Keep it all in perspective like “oh wow”
Intimate – control breath like vedic sex
into it – craftin’ the blatant text
in your ipod, repeatin’ like a mantra
sound symmetry composed like a tantra

bowdown, bend backwards and what not
imagination; foundation of what’s hot
it ain’t weird it’s natural
have a ball - have two - be casual
laugh a bit, in the dark or candle lit
passionate, gotta have you - adamant
with the lights on, with your tights on
see more do it now with the mic on
lounge relax - in a funk? baby bounce back
smile wide Nye provide the Soundtrack

(sextape) mixtape display
another POV let your hips sway
to the lip spray like ocean tide
close your eyes/ open wide/ push hard with an open mind
ya never know just what you’ll find
when you let a little trust inside
let loose, let it be, let go
live full, learn love and glow
alotta heart, 'lotta soul, a good head
combined with the right partner and good head
you don’t know? when it’s real, it’s important
I’ll put it out, I don’t care who knows it
Track Name: Come On/Get Off It
Hey girl, what you doin' with that fool?
Kickin' it with a hard rock when you could be with a jewel
And I'm not saying you're the one for me,
But From what I can see, they lookin dumb to me
they might look good but nothins underneath
Spittin' empty raps and pumpin up the beat
"It kinda sounds good" ain't enough for me
If you're trying to get the digits, make the sum complete
I'm sayin' though, this is beyond belief
these blowhards out here sun competin'
But if you know the story, warmth is undefeated
But the wind makes you hold on to what is needed, now
Guess who the sun, with the wonderful rhymes
both raw and refined, Yes he’s a one of a kind
And with nothing to hide, shinin’, warming you up
So you can leave behind those rappers that are boring as fuck

This ain’t a pick up line this ain’t a come on
When rappers spit that game you be like “come on”
With all of that wack shit, get off it
Step off your playlist so SEE can get it poppin’

This ain’t a come on, ain’t a pick up line
But you deserve better rap, your mind is fine
Eyes in the light of my rhymes shine divine
Get off the rap fast food, let’s wine and dine

This is some flavor in your ear like the oil let it drizzle
Earlobe to neck and down spine take a nibble
The heat’s turnin’ up, let it simmer, hear the sizzle
Be-neath the moon gettin' lost in the mizzle
Producin’ funk like sweat in the humidity
We up front ain’t got time for humility
But never trade talent for swag, and stupidity
Never trade passionate craft for cupidity
taste the red velvet, that is smooth on your tongue
Let it move around til the meltin's begun
And it explodes to your core to the depth takes a plunge
Quotes so dope that your mouth will be numb

This ain’t a pick up line this ain’t a come on
When rappers spit that game you be like “come on”
With all of that wack shit, get off it
Step off your playlist so SEE can get it poppin’
Track Name: Asshole Boss
Now to get what you want, you gotta know what you like
and to know what you need, to be without a night
or day, or a week or a… get what I’m sayin’?
more beauty in the skies once the clouds stop rainin’
to know what you deserve, you gotta know what your worth
the worthwhile’s inside, ain’t gotta go on a search
ain’t gonna find it in love, ain’t gonna find it in church
what you find behind your eyes; it’s where you gotta look first

check it out, I got a story for ya

The scene opens
Workers outside smokin’
Boss on his way inside, eyes scopin’
Ladies on the rise, tryin’ to keep they smiles golden
He takes it the wrong and thinks the sign says open
guys in the workplace tryin’ to hide they hurt face
Tryin’ to figure why they took the job in the first place
the women too_ hidden but it’s true
The only time they let a cry… is in the swimmin’ pool
“It’s just the chlorine” - you see the bull like taurine
they have dreams under ground, not soaring
now bring it back, you gotta know what you’re worth
or you’ll be taken for bizarre rides goin’ berserk
now you gotta be wonderin’, “why’s this song on a sextape?”
talkin’ ‘bout jobs, wrong turns people can make
so whether at a job, politics or relationships
you gotta see when you’re getting’ fucked…so why you takin’ it

now… that sample’s just a manner of speaking, not that any way an individual chooses to enjoy they’re sexuality is wrong. unless, of course, it’s down right dangerous, unconsented, or a case of indecent exposure
so really, you gotta know what’s healthy, too. Have fun, but take care of yourself. Just be safe and responsible, and it’s all good.

But back to the boss tryin’ to take a smile the wrong way
Getting’ mad confused as if women dressed in cosplay
Meant it gave ‘em access to brushes in the hallway
Little does he know that it’s about to blow like pompei
It’s all fair play and some innocent jokes
Until you realize the weight of the bitter invoked
by the magnitude of attitude that said it inappropes
and the repercussions that’l have your back against the ropes, now
women, I understand when you’re tryin’ to scrape by
and your boss has the power so you let ‘em just skate by
but girl you ain’t alone, know you got us on stand bye
so cut out the fools who will watch and stand bye
maybe job’s on the line, but so is their livelihood
it’s time we let ‘em know in certain terms like, now are we good?
Cuz if we’re not we can go about two ways
Get the law involved or bring the light on your true face
Track Name: Counter Clockwork Orange
Sex will be televised
You ain’t gotta analyze It ain’t hard to identify
It’s a rule handed down and we don’t defy
And if you look you’ll find it’s contributin’ to genocide
It’s on the radio and airwaves
It’s in the static when your hair raise
It goes straight to the back of your brain if you don’t intercept
only a keystroke away on the internet
It ain’t speakin’ to your better judgment
Deep in our psychology and callin’ out from dungeons
And it isn’t wrong, but it’s just locked up
So the message is askew and that’s just fucked up
I said it isn’t wrong, but it’s just locked up
So the message is askew and that’s just fucked up

Sex will be televised
In the air centralized
In your set emphasized
In the story specified
Specialized til it suits and you recognize
Mechanized til we accept it and desensitize
It’s in your hair and your hair gel
And It’s in the air if you care to if you prepare well
Some people need to feel it just to feel alive
You’ll find it in bold letters and in between the lines
doesn’t matter the subject it’s in the subtext
On repeat til it’s memorized, what’s next
forced down your throat as you’re asked not to swallow
up to your eyes as you’ll told not to wallow

sex will be televised
sex will be televised
sex will be televised
sex will be televised
it turns to the left, counter clockwork orange
it’s regret in the morn, it’s a nocturne scorned
it’s a fuse in our timeline, passin’ in silence
bombs goin’ off, slow motion beside us
desperation for connection wet lips on a screen
a tongue in a mind chokes throat with it’s screams
it’s never good enough, it’s better, it’s the best
it’s the first one, that’s believed in the chest
it’s a putdown, it’s a foot on the neck
it’s a weight in your gut, it’s a kick in the back
it’s too small, too fat, too tall, too skinny
it ain’t what it is when it is what it’s really
it is what it isn’t cuz it’s sick and abused
I said it ain’t what it is cuz it’s sick and confused

sex will be televised
sex will be televised
sex will be televised
sex will be televised
Track Name: Our Love
In the dark a spark illuminates visions of pleasure
Seein' through touch cuz imagination's better
the wet of the sweat and the breath and the salivation
reachin' for somethin' deep in the other like it's salvation

explore thorough
night moves like El Zorro
and if we don't wanna get it in, we can go oral
or go solo
whatever's honest, go for it

many ways to love
as a woman as a man
as gender neutral
pan-sexual or trans

we're all beautiful
we all deserve love
we all get warm
and got somethin' to rub

we all love a kiss, maybe slips of the tongue
Hearts that beat fast, air that rush in our lungs

but if you repress
it doesn't mean what we express
is somethin' of a mess
for you to go contest
Track Name: Funny Bone
There's so much to say, to address about the topic
so much to explore, to express to be honest
sometimes it's a comic, and others it's a sonnet
sometimes its garage rock songs in the moshpit

cut to an afternoon tryst on valentines
after blowin' kisses through some raw rap ballad rhymes
messages received to secure plans after nine
residue’s on your smirk like the juice of a clementine
all day text like "would you be mine?"
we could be so fine, I could step into those knee highs
moments so good you're gonna wish that you could rewind
plus you know my behind is sweeter than a beehive
puttin' in work 'til we sticky like a honeycomb
we gettin' prairie in our little fuzzy bunny zone
on some belly bump thumper, gettin’ little tummies toned
you see the sparks fly, friction from the funny bone

yeah, I just said that, and now we’re laughin’
kissin’ through the gigglin’, that’s attraction
accidentally brush on your ticklish spot
I couldn’t this comin’, gettin’ kicked in the crotch
So now, I’m the floor and you’re concerned
both tryin’ not to laugh, and my ego’s burned
But basically I’m fine so we get back to it
It’s amazing how move back and forth so fluid

so much to say, to address about the topic
much to explore, to express to be honest
Sometimes a love song, and others it’s a comic
And sometimes it’s so fun that you would be astonished

whenever you see a love scene it's always like, mad serious
like it's not even a love scene,
it's two people training for the boxing match of their life or some shit
I mean, they're not even enjoying themselves, like they're not even *supposed to*
like sex was always meant to be a solemn act.

yo...awkward shit happens, it's a fact of life
and we just gotta face it, can't be actin' like
humans don't have silly thoughts or have gas
learn to roll with it, baby, now that's a blast
awkward sounds and ridiculous faces
there can be so much in them intimate spaces
and you would swear that it couldn't fit but it does
everything that is real every thing that is us
it ain't gotta be romantic, but you gotta have love
But you'll never even touch it if you can't have trust
it ain't gotta be romantic, it can be pure lust
But you'll never scratch the surface if you can't have trust

You're in the moment and the cat comes up
plops on your leg, like “That’s wassup”
Lost in layers that you let unfold
And straight outta nowhere, you let one go
Things are getting heated as your heart beats clang
Lift your head for a kiss and your front teeth clang
on the edge of the bed, with your toes on the wall
Tryin’ to hold on one more…damn you fall

so much to say, to express what’s happened
too much to explore or convey through rappin’
Sometimes a love song, other’s it’s a caption
And sometimes it’s so fun you can’t stop laughin’
Track Name: Dude, Interrupted
What up though? I’m just a dude on the grind
Tryin’ to find time in my mind to unwind
When I’m off the clock I wanna to make it count
This bit of time is mine, man that’s just what I’m about
Throw back shots talk a little shit and what not
Never “PC” don’t give a damn about what some thought
But even on the street in the middle of the week
You know I’m lettin’ loose, tryin’ to holler at these freaks

Wait, what? These who? What’d you say, dude?
Man, I’m way confused, can you try to explain fool?

I mean, I’m not sayin’, I’m just sayin’
These girls are on the field and I’m out here playin’

So what you getting’ at? They all fair game?
Players on a field with numbers and no names?

Well kinda… -

Or worse they just equipment?
Put ‘em on, take ‘em out, take ‘em off , this isn’t…
Raising any questions as you say this?
I mean, you’re a whole person, more than blanket statements

Come on man, women be on the same shit

we all slaves to media, all taught by the same whip
When’s the first time that you saw your first porn tape?
I’m willing to bet that it was well before your first date

So? -

So your point of view was tainted
did you see a healthy situation when the scene slated?
_ and I’m not sayin’ it’s all bad
but the majority depicts a dynamic that’s not rad
aggression of a man, women worshippin’ the schlong
how’s that good for anyone, you see how this is wrong?

they doin’ what they do, -

man, you know what I mean
what’s in the messages of all those little scenes?
No personality, reality, no human connection
How can anyone watch those and still get an erection?

SEE, you think too much -

And do you think enough?
Where’d you get the notion that uninvited touch
or unwanted attention, unreciprocated lust
was somethin’ you have rights to, not worthy to discuss

I’m just havin’ a little fun, no harm no foul

But the male gaze watches over all like an owl

What are you even talkin’ ‘bout? Bro, you really lost me

women dealin’ daily with some bullshit that is costly
treated as objects for men’s sexual fanatasies
turned into females the idea of woman atrophies
females and bitches and worse, become dehumanized
more violence more rape and now our minds are colonized

really? Now we’re talking colonization?

I’m sayin’ we’re taught male dominance in male dominant nations
We’re taught through the media, taught through subjugation
Taught to say some dumb shit, not question what we’re sayin’
We’re taught to keep the right type of people at the top
It’s historically obvious, so tell me why it’d stop?

Well…wow, uh-
Right, now what?

Let’s question what digested through media constructs

Break the cycles of socialization and disrupt
And when someone says somethin’ off, take the chance to interrupt
Track Name: Golden Ticket
let me get down to it with how I flip the flow
don’t wanna tippy toe around the mistletoe
get with go get it flow with it soul rhythms
given with the pole position
probin’ pistons hit on all cylindric missions
mystic visions blossom when I’m in and twistin’
feel explicit blisses that are so fulfillin’
such a soulful feelin’ all in your solar system
explosive isn’t it? I can’t hold it in when
your gasps match the grasp of them golden linens
a moment instant that shows insistence
of your whole disposition through your moans and whispers
that I own this instant
grown to fit in
drive each other ‘til we go ballistic
oh’s keep slippin’ from your oh so rosy liquid lips with
indentions from the bites you take when it’s just so terrific
holy shit it’s totally wicked but blessed like we won the golden ticket!

but it’s a slow build to that mole hill
we climb like a mountain but with no skill
no knowledge _ of how to climb up on it
we ain’t taught correctly so were astonished
to learn what we learn when we learn about the process
of basic human contents as if it was really complex
it’s nonsense but ain’t no small jest
to muck with chemistry of survival
that’s all inside you clawin’ out to find you
in a situation that’ll surprise you
we all been there with heart at a slow purr
someone puckers up and the whole globe blurs
and maybe it’s addicting, and maybe it’s disgusting
and maybe better yet it is a moment you were trusting
or maybe it’s just too soon but later on the bluest moon
you too knew the clues to why the crooners croon

and maybe it’s for real, and maybe it’s a fling
maybe it’s a nest made up of little twigs and strings
maybe it’s a rope or maybe there’s no threads
whatever you wanna make it, do ya thing, go ahead
girl you ain’t wrong for feelin’ feelin’s you get
as long as you’re bein’ healthy and in the mornin’ don’t regret
as long as there’s protection, go ahead undress
as long as it’s agreed, as long as there’s a yes
you hearin’ up, dude? there ain’t a thing you can expect
no matter what she’s wearin’, a simple question don’t neglect
it ain’t that complicated, it don’t take great intellect
to comprehend the message that was written in this text
spit over the beat about the beauty that is sex
but it ain’t for everyone, some ain’t ready, not yet
so be patient youngin’, take your time, ain’t no rush
and if they pushin’ too hard, let ‘em know eat your dust


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